The head of the Zhang family, who was guarded day and night by the Jinlan Sect and was eventually forced to squat in Chihu, was certainly worthy.
Zhang Qing didn't know how he left the attic. After he came out, the cold wind blew so hard that he couldn't help but shiver and wake up.
Qinglian didn't give it away, which was surprising, but Zhang Qing still gained a lot.
At least the head of the family has the opportunity to plant a golden lotus, and judging from the time, it must not be too long, otherwise the green lotus would not be so shameless.
"Anyway, it's a waste." Zhang Qing was a little distressed, because compared to Qinglian, he hoped more for enough resources to support his practice.
For now, he has the resources in his hands to cultivate to the peak of Qi refining, and he has not yet found a way to build a foundation, let alone the cultivation of a foundation.
"Building the foundation, I hope that official is more sensible."
When leaving the attic, Zhang Qing also received a task to go to the official residence of Yangshui Lake on behalf of his family.
According to the head of the family, if the golden lotus planter of the Guan family had not died in the land of clouds, then nothing would have happened, and the Guan family would have soared into the sky and become an immortal cultivating family under the four clans.
But unfortunately, the ancestor of the Guan family died, and without the Golden Lotus, the Guan family needed to give an explanation to the Zhang family.
"The family helped them block many coveting eyes, but they stabbed them in the back. This needs an explanation."
These were Zhang Shenling's exact words, and the head of the Zhang family, who had not yet decided who to send, looked at Zhang Qing. The responsibility for the fallen official's family was given to him, which was regarded as foundation building resources prepared for him in advance.
The reason is that Zhang Qing solved the Jinlan Sect's problem for the family and brought back a green lotus.
"But I still have to think about this matter. It doesn't seem to be enough for me to go alone." Zhang Qing's eyes showed thoughts, and then he looked at his peers in the clan walking around.
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The gentle music of the piano lingered around the Chihu Lake, and thousands of spiritual fish wandered leisurely in it. As the longevity incense was lit, the entire island in the middle of the lake was shrouded in a layer of solemnity.
Today is the funeral of Zhang Qianguan, the elder of the Zhang family. The clan elder who had only had a breakthrough in planting Golden Lotus died in the Land of Yunxia. Even the corpse could not be retrieved from the capital, so he could only set up a tomb.
"present--"
As the five ancestors of Wufang shouted in unison, headed by Zhang Shenling, followed by the foundation-building monks, the Qi-training disciples who were further away respectfully saluted in front of them.
Everyone wore a white burlap headband on their head and looked at the ground in front of them expressionlessly until the voices of the five ancestors sounded again.
"bye--"
Zhang Shenling stood up and came to the portrait of Zhang Qianguan, the elder of the clan, inserted a stick of longevity incense handed to him by others, then bent down and bowed three times to salute.
After finishing, Zhang Shenling walked towards the distance, and the foundation-building monks behind him moved forward one by one.
As a new generation with a lower seniority in the family, a long time had passed by the time Zhang Qing arrived. After offering incense and worshiping according to the rules, there were not many people behind him.
Like everyone before him, he headed off down the trail and waited.
Soon after, the sound of mourning was heard in the distance, and the tomb of the clan elders was about to be carried to the green hills on the side of Chihu Lake for burial.
During the whole process, only relatives from the clan's hometown followed. This is a family custom.
The reason is that the ancestor who founded the family once said that life and death are the best blessings.
The dead will quietly watch the family's prosperity on the green mountain, while the living have a living future. It is best not to see each other in life or death, and it is best to never meet.
This represents the ancestor's extravagant wish to be above the nine heavens when he was dying, because only by ascending to immortality can he have eternal life.
If it is not necessary, no one will even go to the mountain to offer incense. Even if they are worshiping, they will be worshiping on the island in the middle of the lake towards the green mountain that can be seen at a glance.
Of course, this does not mean that you cannot go. Zhang Qing, for example, would see the graves of some ancestors of his clan when he climbed high in the past two years, and he would stop and pay homage for a moment when passing by.
The clan elder's tomb was transported to Qingshan by the Ten Thousand Fish Floating Bridge from Chihu Lake, and on the island in the middle of the lake, the voice of an ancestor also rang out again.
"Disciples of the clan who are over ten years old have a vegetarian feast for ten days. The men take turns chanting sutras and praying, and the women clean the courtyard."
"Honor the clan order!" Countless Zhang family members responded from the island in the middle of the lake.
This can be regarded as one of the customs, but the so-called chanting is actually a group of people reciting the Taoist secrets carefully in the witness of their ancestors to help stabilize the Taoist heart.
And the so-called cleaning by the female family members is not just cleaning. According to the clan, it is to get rid of the dead energy in the clan so that the family can always move forward with vigor.
In the process, they will witness the family's past, which is a glorious history.
This step is actually very important for the Zhang family, because not everyone can have a firm Taoist heart. The younger generations like Zhang Junxiu and Zhang Qing are already in the minority.
More disciples of the younger generation will be confused because of the death of a Jinlian Zhong. Even Zhong Jinlian died so easily. What should they do?
Not everyone can become a strong person, so the death of a strong person in the family cannot affect other people's will to practice. Even if it affects one person, it is something that the person who died does not want to do.
Therefore, this step is to eliminate the influence of the dead on the practice of living people. It can also be regarded as an extension of the meaning of the ancestor's meaning of the invisible life and death.
That's why there wasn't a single child under ten at the funeral, they were all locked up.
These innocent and lively children were not released from the cage until elders came to pick them up.
"Second uncle!"
From afar, Zhang Qing saw Qing Meng, who was crying and running towards him. Then he hugged himself and kept crying, while holding on to his clothes with his hands.
"Okay, am I back alive? I'm crying like this. People who don't know think I'm dead."
The crying stopped suddenly at this moment. The little girl raised her head and pursed her mouth, almost touching her nose, but she suppressed the tears that were swirling in her eyes.
"Let's go home."
The big one and the small one held hands and walked away, only the voice of teaching came.
"There is a clan motto in the clan, life and death are not seen. Do you know what this means?"
"have no idea."
"That is, if a person dies, he cannot meet his living relatives. That would mean two misfortunes. After all, only the dead can meet the dead."
It is obviously impossible to say that the death of an elder from the Golden Lotus Clan had no impact on Zhang Qing's heart.
"So, you have to practice hard and become better than everyone else, so you don't have to die."
"That way, you can see your second uncle often."
"Then the second uncle will also become very, very powerful."
"Okay, hook up."
